Charlie Morningstar X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Charlene is rubbing her pussy slowly, her tongue extended, licking my cum off her lips, "Oh fuck, man. You always cum like that?" I nod in agreement. Charlene gets up, slips on her robe, "You are gonna be a very popular young man. I gotta go home now. Ralph is waiting to lick all this off of me. Stop by sometime, Ralph would love it from the source." I blush again, "Thanks, but not my thing." Charlene walks out the gate, letting it close behind her. Life here just gets better and better. Alone again, I debate staying naked but decide that Morgan will not be amused. I go back to reading. The squeaky hinges on the gate announce a visitor.

"We're not doing the dramatic moon-calling thing today." Another howl answered. Closer. And then — footsteps. Light, deliberate, approaching from her right. Charlie turned, ready to fight, shift, or bolt depending on who emerged. When he stepped into view, her brain short-circuited for a full two seconds. He was tall. Ridiculously so — like someone had taken the concept of "alpha male" and stretched it until it was six-foot-four with shoulders built to intimidate and cheekbones sharp enough to violate at least three municipal codes. His hair was dark, slightly too long, half-tamed in a way that said he could look civilized if he tried but absolutely chose not to.

Trigger Warning* Sexual Assault OR Skip down to the "*******" Charlie's P.O.V. *** Xander held me down. His claws dug into my wrists, trapping me against the mattress with his hips between my legs. He smelled like sweat, and each time he opened his mouth, his breath would make my stomach roll. The thick scent of moonflower extract he had indulged in with some of the other off-duty guards was thick. I knew some of them did it when they were off the clock, but I hated it. It wasn't against the rules, but just like with drinking, public intoxication was frowned upon.

"Damn it! Why the fuck does that woman keep following us around?" Charlie roared, his fist slamming against the doorframe. The sound made the teenage employee behind the counter flinch, but Charlie didn't care. His face was a deep, mottled purple, his eyes darting frantically as if he could still see Elara’s calm, mocking smile imprinted on the glass.

I checked the window to make sure that no one is outside before sneaking out of the room and I hurried over to the house and luckily for me, I met Charlie in the living room. "What's wrong Charlie, you look upset?" I sat down in front of her to get a proper view of her. "Nothing, he just wasted my evening." She pointed out. "How?" "I have been dying to have the opportunity I had with him for a long time, I have heard stories about him. He is never tired and he is very good in bed but I got the opposite. Can you believe that we didn't do anything?" I really don't understand why she's so upset just because she didn't get to have sex with Nate.

Margret said with a smile. Charlie Sr's eyes dimmed passionately, he leaned forward and captured her lips, Margret Owen deepened the kiss when Charlie Sr's arms caressed her back. Breaking the kiss, Charlie turned her over, and captured her lips once again, while untying her robe. Exposing her bare breasts, he gulped the lump of saliva stuck in his throat, before clasping her left breast and covering her exposed erected nipple with his mouth. The next morning, the morning sunlight fell into the room, and Margret's eyes fluttered and opened. She saw Charlie Sr fully dressed.

Then, without another thought went straight for Jimmy's belt, not seeing the shocked look on his Alpha wolf's face as he began pulling his pants off. As he pulled his pants down, just passed Jimmy's ass cheeks, he froze when a low growl came from his Alpha wolf. Charlie's eyes slowly moved up until they met Jimmy's wolves, which are now shining bright gold. Charlie swallowed, somehow, that growl didn't scare him. It wasn't a normal growl, It wasn't threatening. It had a completely different meaning, and it sent a shiver down his spine. Charlie forced himself to ignore the wolf as he looked down and quickly pulled Jimmy's pants off. He couldn't see how Jimmy would possibly be comfortable slee

~ RIG ~ Charlie stared at me, half the house still between us. His eyes were pleading and I could feel the ache, the tearing inside him. He opened his mind, begging for me to see… Mate. Meg was his mate. He couldn’t deny it. But he was conflicted.

Max’s POV Alexander gawped at me, the realisation of what our mother has said settling in to his brain, “You what?” and he lunged across the floor at me but he was too slow and I had already manoeuvred myself from the seat. It seemed that he had completely missed the information that our father had shared. Charlie was an Alpha Luna hybrid, a very rare occurrence for it to happen but sometimes they would never choose a mate. The problem with that is it leaves all of us that are mated to her losing our minds if she doesn’t choose.

“You are a split image of me Jason. I’m glad I introduced you to Wilson. He made you into something great.” “Selling my body for nine hours of the day? Would you call that great?” Jason stabbed his steak with frustration. “You are a billionaire Jason. Every man would love to have sex every day with different women for a living and become rich. Your complaining comes off more like a spoiled brat.” “Not every man has been cursed to never be able to cum. You don’t know how torturous it is.” Dan took a deep breath.